When horticultural OCD strikes....
One lonely leaf
Just an ugly shade of brown
His germaphobic belief:
"There are germs on the ground!
I'm afraid to waver;
Every germ's too small to see.
Certainly I'm safer
Staying here upon the tree.
Maybe I'll forget
(Don't remind me, please!)
That the wind may get me yet
Full of some airborne disease."
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13 comments:
When you start counting germs...that's real OCD. Kind of like counting words. Are all of us who write 55's OCD?
To sum up your poem: Leaf me alone.
haha...the fear of leaving is a huge phobia...oh wait we are talking about germs....achooo!
MonkeyMan: There are exactly 4,772 germs on your left mouse button. (Not mine. Yours.)
Friday is a good day to be OCD.
nonamedufus: I can't tell if you're BARKing up the wrong tree or BRANCHing out....
Brian: Gesundheit!
Terrific!
Deeeelightful!
You are like finding a full packet of Aloe Kleenex in your pocket when feeling a sneeze coming on.
Thanks for playing(Food Free too)
Have a Kick Ass Week-End
Another strange seedling from the jannaverse--full of Green energy.
Janna: Boy you really get to the root of the problem, don't you.
Grace: Yay!
G-Man: Huh... you're right, this one WAS food-free, wasn't it? Wow!
hedgewitch: Green energy, huh? I hope that's a good thing.
nonamedufus: I think my problem STEMs from a BUDding case of Dutch Elm Disease. Or it could just be a headache. Time will tell.
I enjoyed this poem... and I washed my hands three times while typing this comment.
Steve: Be sure to sanitize the keyboard when you're done!
Still chuckling over this one. =)
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